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To Thomas Gray
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formed there by a Welsh saint6, who, like Jupiter, was suckled by a goat, whence they think it
Porrum et Caepe nefas violare.   Juv.
The wonders of Parvulun are in great repute all over Lombardy. We had very bad ways from hence to Pont Ossoria °, where are the ruins of a bridge that gives name « Bone to the town. The account they give of it is as follows : — St. Bona being desirous to pass over the river, met with a man who offered to carry her over ; he took her up in his arms, and under pretence of doing her service, was going to ravish her ; but she praying to the Virgin Mary for help, the wretch fell into the stream and was drowned, and immediately this bridge rose out of the water for her to go over. She was so touched with this signal deliverance, that she would not leave the place, but continued there till her death in exercises of devotion, and was buried in a little chapel at the foot of the bridge, with her story at length and this epitaph — Hac stta sunt fossa Bonae Venerdbilis ossav !
From Pont Ossoria we travelled by land to Nuovo Foro 1
(the Novum Forum of Jockius), where are held the greatest races in all Italy, We were shown in the treasury of the mar]£et-Benedictines' Convent an ancient gold cup which cost an hundred guineas (a great sum in those days) 8, and given, as the friar told us that attended us, by a certain German Prince, he did not very well know who, but he believed his name was one King George r. The inhabitants are wonder-fully fond of horses, and to this day tell you most surprising stories of one Looby, a Boltognian. I saw a book dedicated to the head of that family, intituled A Discourse on the
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°£ 7^&l" able Bede.
6 Henry Winstanley (d. 1703), draughtsman and engineer. The 1 triclts in mechanics' mentioned by Walpole were shown, for the benefit of Ma "widow, at Winstanley's former
house at Littlebury in Essex.
7  Bournbridge,   between   Saffron Walden and Cambridge,
8  A fling at George ITs parsimony.
see p. 78.